The Rain Keeps Coming Down

We have had a very, very rainy May. Around here it’s said we have an average of 300 sunny days every year, and I think we expect that, especially in the spring.  I can’t remember a May this cloudy and wet. The water has no place to go.  The ground is so saturated the open space to the south has been draining directly into the barnyard.

While Doink and the goats are mostly miserable, the chickens are making the best of a bad situation. Unless it’s really coming down, they venture out to grab a treat…

I see mud pit, chickens see worm opportunies

I see mud pit, chickens see worm opportunities.

Spot concentrates on getting another worm.

Spot concentrates on getting another worm.

Don't get too dirty, Cindy Lou!

Don’t get too dirty, Cindy Lou!

That water needs to be shaken off occasionally.

That water needs to be shaken off occasionally.

The goats hate the rain and won’t step outside the shed if it’s even sprinkling. They’ve spent A LOT of time in the shed.

I am so over this. I need me some sun.

I am so over this. I need me some sun.

She just looks so sad.

Brandy looks so dejected.

The goats do not like walking through the mud and the muck.

Hoof prints fill up fast in the mud and the muck.

Doink doesn’t come out in the rain either.  But the moment it’s over he’s out there gorging on the long green grass.  He’s lovin’ that grass.

Munch, munch, munch.

Munch, munch, munch.

The shed gets crowded during the downpours.  The chickens mill around under the overhangs or scratch around inside, wrecking Doink’s carefully constructed bed of straw.

TopKnot and NoKnot huddle together and watch the rain come down.

TopKnot and NoKnot huddle together and watch the rain come down.

It affects some of us more than others.  And then there’s that oddball that seems to be not bothered in the least.

Lucy is her usual curious self.

Lucy is her usual curious self.  Nothing gets that girl down.

We definitely appreciate the sun when we see it.  It comes in fits and spurts and we rejoice every time it peeks out.  Soon, we will get a fully sunny day.  Things will dry out.  Pleasant personalities will be restored. We’ll be back on track for our 300 days of sunshine.  Sooner rather than later, please!

**Shared at From the Farm and Our Simple Homestead Hop**

Comments

  1. Frances says:

    Great story and pictures – thanks for sharing! Glad there are some bright spots in a tough season.

  2. Oh, it’s so hard to have a lot of mud when you have animals! Especially dogs, that go in and out and in and out and . . . . We haven’t had much here and my gardens could use a little of yours. Just a little : ))
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  3. Great shots!!!

  4. Robin Lambert says:

    My chickens love this weather! ( I think they are nuts) My goats are cowering under the lean too as we speak.